With a pained growl, Arad barely managed to stand up, the blood flowing from his wounds boiled as they closed. "AH… you're a damn fast one."
"A mix of lightning magic and time magic. I slow time to move faster." Cain told Arad what he was doing without hesitation. The passive smile on his face never faded away.
"Aren't you afraid that telling me might bring your defeat?" Arad cracked his neck and took a stance, ready to attack again. This time, he won't be caught off guard by the overgod's overwhelming speed.
Arad's sword, the dragon slayer, disappeared and was replaced by a roaring mass of black void, barely contained in the shape of a stick. Soon, all the muscles in Arad's body fell under extreme strain as he got ready to move as fast as his human body allowed.
